Daddy cupped my breasts. See they are perfect, they fit in my hands nicely. Daddy tweaked my nipples. See how fast your nipples harden. He pulled and ...inched, and rubbed my breasts, with each touch I felt a fire flow through me, like liquid lava. Soon I felt my juices dripping from my pussy. Daddy felt the puddle I was making on his lap. Daddy took my legs and place one on each arm of the chair, looking in the mirror I was spread across daddys lap. My pussy was shining, and dripping. You baby. "His voice? I guess it does sound different. I hadn't really noticed."John started to wonder what else she hadn't noticed."Daryl?" John said through the door. "You're not a freak; you were justexposed to some chemicals. I talked to your doctor today, and he thinksyou're going to be just fine." It was a lie, but John hoped it wouldmake Daryl feel better.Daryl sniffed on the other side of the door, it sounded like he wascrying. "Really? He said that?"Eunice looked at John, and John shook his head. " Oh yeah, that, right. I guess you are right, once one of those pics hits the internet, its everywhere. All those pervs whacking off to some chick's nip slip," Oh what, like you don't?" Hell yeah I do. And I appreciate their work, as a horny man. But as a cameraman, those pasties make my life miserable. I've gotta reframe the shot, the lighting has to be adjusted ... it just gets really old, really quick," I hear ya," I said.This continued on for a few more minutes as I continued kicking his. He missed too and complained about me distracting him. I told them it was the first time anyone complained about me sowing my panties. They continued to play and Jeff was down to the 8 ball. He called a bank shot and the trash talk started again. Jeff said the only way he would miss is if I distracted him again by showing my panties. I got in on the fun telling him he couldn’t make the shot and I wouldn’t show him my panties but to put the pressure on if he made the shot I would give him my.